Welcome to Will to Live, a RP set in the fictional town of Monroeville, Maine. Orginally a small fishing village turned college town turned tourist trap, long-time locals are now outnumbered by newcomers in their ever-expanding hometown. Plots are primarily member-driven, with a wide range of interesting and diverse characters to interact with. Feel free to jump right in; fresh perspectives and ideas are always welcome.

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Lot Adachi

MHS Student

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Oct 15 2017, 03:12 PM
every book is read
i'm paralyzed

Lot Adachi & Jin Adler
[ warnings : casual ableism ]

Today, he skips out on English class, purely because he'd gone the last week, searching for something interesting in Ms. LaCroix's lessons. It was every few weeks he'd done so, and he thinks Ms. LaCroix is smart enough to see his patterns of coming and going.

He wonders if he should start switching things up.

Though, he's already relaxed on the field where football and soccer players practice and run around. Laying in the bleachers with his phone positioned over his face, flicking through pages of a newer Deadpool comic. It's easier than getting up, going to class, and it's more fun than being bored with some droning lecture about the Canterbury Tales

or whatever else they think he should learn in there. Or whatever they think he doesn't already know.

Even better is falling asleep here with nothing to disturb him.

When he wakes up it's past school hours have finished, as his phone tells him. He sits up to cooler air and the sun in a different place in the sky, and when he looks down sees a few students out on the fields.

He makes his way down to watch, dropping to the last seat near a girl to his side. "Who's practicing?" he asks with a grin.
Aug 9 2017, 05:12 PM


The next time they see each other, it's at Monroe College again, early on in the school year. Lot is hanging out against one of the trees outside of Pi Beta Phi, waiting for Carrie to show up and give him the passcode inside for the semester when he looks up to see Adrienne Kang walking by the nearest sidewalk.

It doesn't seem like she's noticed him just yet, under the shade of the tree.

So, he calls attention to himself.

"Hey, Kang!"
Mar 16 2017, 07:49 PM
i never want to let you down or have you go
"it's better off this way"

Lot Adachi & Amber Livingston
( warnings : dissociation / discussion of mental illness )
( wearing )

    "So she's that upset, huh?"
january 19th, 2017

He's been coming more regularly to the house now. Since Lottie left, since Amber's been out more and more, he comes and sits on Carrie's bed, reading his comics or actually doing homework when Amber bothers him about it. He doesn't think too hard about it, coming over here, because he knows that's a trap his mind doesn't want to get into. He'll get stuck in those thoughts again:

are you afraid?

( i don't know )

And it's better off if he doesn't.

Still, there is something almost protective the way he stays there, chin in his hands asking about Amber's day, about Carrie's, what either of them did, how they were doing. He's worried, maybe, he can feel that he thinks. It's distant but it's there. Off on the sidelines, watching. He doesn't mind when things aren't in their proper place, does better when things are chaotic and he can find joy in putting them together, seeing where he wants them to fit but... this is different.

(And, don't get him wrong, he cares about Amber just as much as he cares about Carrie. He doesn't want her to disappear. But, he does know her presence means that Carrie's going through some shit

it's a little chaotic after winter break.

And so he stays, to see if he can put things back together.)

He's there in the kitchen now, sitting up on the table going over a book with recipes for sweets. Lips and brow twisted while he goes over each line twice. On the stove there's something simmering in a pot, in the oven is another few things for dinner. Its still too early for dinner, really, but Pi Beta Phi was also fancy enough to have their own fucking everything and he wasn't about to let some hired chef get in his way.

The last step of this whole thing, though, well... he's good at most things. But, generally, Lot Adachi isn't the best baker in the world.

After a few minutes, he hops down from the counter, turning to the girl with him. "Okay, Amb, I think I got it down. You don't have to help me, you know." He grins, hands on his hips, "Seriously. It's not like I'm going to burn the fucking house down, I'm way better with a stove than that."
Mar 7 2017, 08:25 PM

He comes to Monroe College far more than someone aimless and unlikely to even go would normally be seen here. He's been dropping by more, to see Carrie or to see Amber since she's been out more than usual. He doesn't dislike the house itself, finding amusement whenever Madison goes on her tirades when things aren't just right, sitting around talking to Lottie, to Zelda...

well, just Zelda these days.

Sometimes he wanders beyond that house, messing around the way he does, finding interest in teasing and needling or through challenging himself to make jumps, climb walls without being seen, without getting in trouble.

He's gotten in trouble a lot. Enough that some of the campus police already know him by name.

He likes that.

This is how Adrienne Kang will meet him, some early evening hours after he'd said he was going home. He seems to come from nowhere to block her path, fallen from the sky after a running jump from somewhere, and now lays unceremoniously on the ground right in front of the path she was walking, his headband knocked from his hair. Gathering air into his lungs, he holds his hands out to look at the scrapes on his palms, not even noticing her for a beat until she tries to move again,

"Hey, damn, I almost got you didn't I?"

He doesn't sound very sorry.
Dec 30 2016, 03:58 PM
something verdant, something blooming
something golden, something dead

"Okay, so, the way the game works is you tell me something you don't think I'd ever fucking do, and then I'll do it. Then I do the same for you."

It's midday, snow on the ground though less than there would be with the boardwalk sitting over their heads. Lot's been climbing one of the beams, and now hangs upside down in a sloth like pose while he turns his head to look over at Cam. They've finished wandering around, Lot having dragged Cam out in the morning when he was too bored to focus on anything else. Most of their time has been spent walking the town, Lot sometimes snatching at Cam's hand to pull him this way or that.

But that's gotten dull as well, and Lot's run out of things to talk about, things to ask, things to do. This all started with him saying fine, we'll make some new memories then when Cam claimed to have no more ideas. It ends with this.

Cam might see a warning for it in Lot's grin, when he falls to his feet and looks over at the other boy with his hands sturdy on his hips. To be clear, Lot Adachi doesn't plan on this ending well. In fact, he's hedging his bets on it not ending well, because that's something memorable, at least.

"You can start."
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